{"id":10332,"date":"2012-02-07T00:05:17","date_gmt":"2012-02-07T08:05:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/?p=10332"},"modified":"2012-02-07T00:05:17","modified_gmt":"2012-02-07T08:05:17","slug":"picket-fence-romance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/10332","title":{"rendered":"Picket Fence Romance"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Amid the hubbub of our modern must-do-it-all lifestyles, there\u2019s a longing that lingers for simpler schedules and down-home happiness. You know the feeling. I find it necessary to surround myself with little reminders\u2014a rustic framed picture of a frontier woman here, an old cast-iron kitchen tool there. More than a collection of matching frills, they help me keep in touch with my inner farmgirl when the world around me is going a bit\u00a0bonkers.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">One of the most quintessential symbols of sweet and peaceful settings is the &#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8230; picket fence.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image wp-image-11021\" title=\"picket_fence\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/picket_fence.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"360\" height=\"406\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">We&#8217;re talking Americana at its finest, from rural outposts to close-knit communities. Picture a picket fence or better yet, a picket fence gate, and I bet you&#8217;ll find yourself feeling welcome, wholesome, and safe. There&#8217;s something about bordering one&#8217;s place with a picket fence that says &#8220;this is my haven&#8221; without being boorish or exclusive. <em>Come on in<\/em>, it beckons, <em>make time to talk over\u00a0tea and biscuits.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Given the good vibes and undeniable nostalgia of a simple whitewashed wooden fence, it seems a natural addition to the environs of a farmgirl who finds herself in need of some old-fashioned nurturing. No need for a farm house or even a yard. Today&#8217;s picket fence needn&#8217;t delineate a property boundary.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">To\u00a0keep your fence close by as a gentle reminder of the virtues of seeking moments of slow-down solitude,\u00a0a picket fence bulletin board can be your own small slice of picketed paradise.\u00a0I hang photos, dried flowers, lace, hankies, and other pretties that inspire me on mine. I\u2019m always on the hunt for handmade lace of any length. My picket fence bulletin board is the perfect backdrop for displaying my latest precious finds. It cues me to remember what matters most.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image wp-image-11024\" title=\"ballerinas-sunflowers\" src=\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/ballerinas-sunflowers.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"360\" height=\"244\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Amid the hubbub of our modern must-do-it-all lifestyles, there\u2019s a longing that lingers for simpler schedules and down-home happiness. You know the feeling. 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